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[sid] => 477
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Togetherness - An Octave -Triolet
[time] => 2002-07-15 13:34:20
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[bodytext] => Dactylic Hexameter
My love for family I do not hide or set high on a wooden shelf. Baubles of life are here having a jot influence over a rime of things. One hawks a sweeter enticement diverting us like a small candy elf. Placed in a closet of my heart it offers now no threat to inner self. Booty that makes us rich seems a bit ornament gaining a shoddy pelf. Family time is togetherness knowing the pleaures it often brings. We talk but nothing unusual like blue and white on ceramic delf. Time for a lady and children as husbands sit talking as royal kings. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 326 [topic] => 23 [informant] => Ramfire [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => FamilyPoems )
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